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I am so glad I laid out my running clothes and packed my post run clothes last night.
This morning I rolled out of bed, got dressed for cow chores, and thought there is NO WAY I’m running this course today!! By the time I had finished chores, that thought had shifted.
In the first few tenths, I chased a rabbit down the path and scared a deer while also worrying about the condition of the power line trail as the first time I ever made it to King Rd, the grass, etc was chest high!.
I found the flat part of the trail a bit greasy. I tiptoed across the terrifying railroad tracks. As Rachel told me “you’re welcome” for not having to climb the Lick Brook switch backs, I couldn’t help but wonder which is worse?!?
Oh the climb …. But I was pleased that the power line trail was mowed.
Rachel got lost in the park, but I was familiar enough to make it through until she found me. But TWICE she told me I was halfway there!
I turned left after this crossing to avoid running down the gorge.
Not long after turning into the woods off of the power line trail, I tripped and fell/slid. After catching my left foot on rocks and roots two more times, I slowed down a lot even though I was going down hill. Mile 7, all that DOWN HILL was my slowest mile! 
I survived another railroad crossing and made it back to my car where I grabbed my water bottle then headed under the bridge to cool off.
I’ll spare you the feet pics, but here’s a shot down stream from where I was sitting.
On my way to work, I stopped for a post run/hike recovery drink!
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. The course is fairly dry, and except for the road sections was fairly cool and shady this early morning. Some tall grasses were kissing my cheeks as I ran through the upper field. Tick repellent is a must.
